Chapter 147 Faster than a gun, you are not qualified
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In Vancouver, the Fenians have moved their headquarters here from Victoria. After all, Victoria is on Vancouver Island. If the British fleet blocks the strait, they will become turtles in the urn and will not even have a place to escape.
In the town hall meeting room, all the Fenian leaders were sitting around the table with gloomy faces. The British had taken them by surprise, and the atmosphere inside was gloomy and heavy.
"Gentlemen, we should take courage. Many Fenians have responded to our call and come to the Vancouver area. As long as we defeat the British army, we will be able to establish our own regime here." Christu
I gave some inspiring words, but found that the response from the crowd was lackluster.
"President, I still think we should abandon the coastal area immediately and retreat inland." After a while, Army Commander Weir suggested.
Several other attendees largely agreed with Weir's words.
Christu looked at the crowd helplessly and said in a deep voice: "We have withdrawn from Victoria. If we don't fire a single shot in the Vancouver area, it will seriously affect the confidence of the soldiers."
"But I don't have the confidence to lead 4,000 soldiers to defeat 20,000 British troops. Their commander is still Douglas Christu, who has made great achievements on the South African battlefield. We only have more than 20 days to prepare. If we want to win in 20
It is impossible to build a complete defense system in Vancouver within a day." Weir replied with a heavy heart.
The Fenians also expanded their ranks. The army increased from 3,000 to 4,000. The navy also had three submarines and five armed merchant ships ranging from 1,000 to 3,000 tons.
"How many Chinese are there in Vancouver? We can ask them to help with the construction." Christu thought for a while and asked.
"There are still more than 10,000 Chinese, but don't you think it's ridiculous to ask the Chinese to build military fortifications for us, Christu? Can those Chinese who only know how to dig and farm the land be able to complete it?" Weir shook his head disapprovingly.
There are more than 10,000 Chinese in Vancouver, coming from the entire Victoria and Vancouver areas.
Christu was speechless for a moment. In his heart, he also believed that the role played by those Chinese workers was very limited.
"Oops, the Chinese leader should have entered the train station, and I forgot to ask someone to pick him up." Christu suddenly thought that Liu Zhenming should arrive at this time, and patted his forehead with an annoyed look.
"With Sean accompanying him, there is no need to send anyone else. Christu, to be honest, I am very confused about your approach. Is it necessary to form an alliance with the Chinese? If even we can't resist the British
, not to mention those Chinese..."
"That's right. I have wanted to say this for a long time. If those Chinese are surrounded by British troops, we will still waste time to rescue them."
"If you ask me, it's better to let them work as coolies to help us carry things."
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Several Fenians complained to Christu, saying that forming an alliance with the Chinese Self-Rescue Army would only hinder them. Although Liu Zhenming had defeated several Canadian army attacks, these Fenians were annihilated.
The British Pacific Fleet occupied Victoria, the capital of British Columbia, and Vancouver, the most important city.
Liu Zhenming's small achievements were naturally not worth mentioning in the eyes of the Fenians.
At this time, Liu Zhenming had already left the train station. Although the Fenian high-level officials did not send anyone to pick him up, Liu Zhenming was not too annoyed. Instead, he talked and laughed with Sean along the way, asking about the situation in Vancouver.
The scale of Chinatown cannot be compared with that of Vancouver. The Vancouver area is rich in coal reserves and is located on the seaside. It is developing very rapidly. There are many small factories here. Liu Zhenming has a bad idea and wants to move some machines from here to Chinatown.
, it is more convenient now that the railway is still open, but if it takes a while, it may not be such a good thing...
Therefore, Liu Zhenming kept telling Sean's words along the way. From Sean's words, Liu Zhenming discovered that these Fenians had no confidence in holding Vancouver. Nowadays, people are in panic. Who has time to care about machines or not?
Yes, in this case, there is no need to be polite.
"Sir, there is the city hall ahead, and our president is waiting for you inside." Sean said politely. He had dealt with Liu Zhenming a lot and knew Liu Zhenming's temper. He did not dare to treat Liu Zhenming as an ordinary Chinese.
treat.
Welcome me? You probably don’t take me seriously. Liu Zhenming is not a fool. The whole journey was deserted. He didn’t know the other party’s attitude.
It's just that both sides are getting what they need. The Fenians don't take him seriously, and he won't put a hot face on a cold butt.
Take away the Chinese in Vancouver, take away some machines, destroy the railway, and survey the terrain along the way. This is the purpose of Liu Zhenming's trip. He will not foolishly place his hopes on the Fenians.
"Yes!" Liu Zhenming nodded and said immediately: "Mr. Sean, please send a few people to lead my men to meet with the Chinese here."
"No problem!" Sean can still make the decision on this little matter.
Liu Zhenming asked Zhang Donglai in Chinese and said softly: "After meeting with them, see what is worth moving here. You know, our Chinese town is too poor. Those from the steel factory, the copper factory, and the match factory,
Cotton mills, in short, if they can be moved, they will be moved onto the train."
Zhang Donglai's eyes narrowed with laughter, he nodded and bowed and said: "Captain, I am the best at this. Don't worry, I will definitely evacuate Vancouver."
"Go quickly, if you can really empty out the city of Vancouver, I'll reward you with ten foreign girls." Seeing his sly look, Liu Zhenming couldn't help but tease him.
"If you don't want ten, I want one." Zhang Donglai led several people to turn around and leave.
Ergouzi looked at his leaving figure and couldn't help but said with envy: "If you don't want ten, you can give me nine, let alone just one."
Fortunately, Liu Zhenming had already followed Sean in, otherwise he would have lamented that he didn't recognize people well when he heard this.
When the Fenians heard the news of Liu Zhenming's arrival, they did not greet him respectfully, but asked him to go directly to the conference room.
"Liu, welcome to your arrival! We are discussing how to deal with the British, and you came at the right time." As soon as Liu Zhenming entered the conference room, Christu stood up and stepped forward to shake hands with him enthusiastically.
Liu Zhenming took a look at the situation inside. There were more than a dozen Fenians sitting around the round table. Only four of them nodded to him. The others seemed to have not seen him come in and were talking to themselves.
Although Liu Zhenming had expected that the Fenians would not pay too much attention to him, he was secretly annoyed when he saw such a situation.
"Mr. Christu, it seems you don't welcome me very much." Liu Zhenming did not shake hands with Christu, but found a chair under the table.
"Oriental barbarians who don't know etiquette." Seeing this, a Fenian couldn't help but sarcastically said.
"Haha!" Liu Zhenming smiled softly, which made all the Fenians confused. They wondered whether this Oriental man had a tendency to be abused, and he was still in such a good mood after being scolded.
Immediately afterwards, they saw Liu Zhenming's eyebrows raised slightly, and then he tiptoed lightly, like a cheetah, crossing over the table and landing next to the sneering Fenian.
While Liu Zhenming was still in shock, he raised his hand and slapped him hard on the mouth.
With a crisp sound, this slap fell on the Fenian's face, but it hit the hearts of all Fenians...
Amidst the shouting and cursing, the Fenians with guns almost immediately took out their guns from their holsters. Liu Zhenming had already anticipated their reaction.
After giving the Fenian a slap in the face, he reached for the holster of his gun with lightning speed without hesitation, took it out in the blink of an eye, and pointed it at the Fenian who made any unusual movements in the room.
Bang bang bang…
Liu Zhenming fired his bow with both hands at the same time, green smoke continued to emerge from the muzzle, and bullets flew around the conference room.
After several gunshots, Liu Zhenming pointed at the muzzle of the gun and blew gently to disperse the rising smoke.
In the conference room, the Fenians all looked stupid. The guns in their hands had not been raised yet, but the hats on their heads were shot down by Liu Zhenming.
If this shooting method were to kill someone, no one here would be able to survive. All the Fenians felt deep regret and fear, regretting not taking down Liu Zhenming's weapon before he came in.
"I, Liu Zhenming, never like to speak with my mouth, but I like to speak with my strength. Gentlemen, this is just a little joke I made with you. I hope you don't mind." Liu Zhenming sat down again in a swaggering manner, and then put the pistol in his hand.
Placed on the table.
It was only then that the soldiers outside heard the noise and swarmed in. Among them were Liu Zhenming's soldiers and Fenian soldiers.
After the foreign soldier entered the door, he looked at Liu Zhenming who was sitting carelessly with a suspicious look on his face, then looked at his stiff-bodied officers, and finally glanced at his hat that had fallen on the floor, wondering what had happened.
After Ergouzi and the others took one look, they guessed the process. The regiment leader had a conflict with them! They had nothing to say, so they immediately pointed their guns at the Fenian soldiers.
"Mr. Zhenming Liu, I hope we can have a good talk!" Christu was the first to react. The man in front of him was no ordinary person, but the assassin who assassinated McKinley. He waved his hand and dismissed the people who came in.
Soldier.
"Okay, but I like people to call me Liu Zhenming!" Liu Zhenming also asked Er Gouzi and others to step back, and then squinted at the foreign officers who had expressions of embarrassment, embarrassment and anger, but was the only one who did not look down upon.